The night remained as dark as the mood that hung in the air.

Li Luo peered into the darkness, which was occasionally interrupted by flashes of resonant power. The number of flashes surprised him greatly.

"This Zhu Xuan is a real nasty piece of work himself."

Although he had suspected that Zhu Xuan had not come alone, he had assembled a small army for himself, by the looks of him. He had brought a gun to a gunfight.

Clearly, he had no intention of sharing the Golden Dragon Qi with Zhao Ziyang and his gang.

Not only was he hoping to take Zhao Ziyang's place, he intended to replace the rest of the...